lirik lagu oblé reed - sauce on the side session
[intro]
this is oblè reed
sauce on the comin’ at you live
and they done let the pnw kid get all the way up here
so you know it’s gon’ be a special one
and you know we ain’t come to play
downsize
[part i: downsize.]
[intro]
sometimes you gotta downsize
so let me talk, uh
[verse 1]
i lost a couple of homies to wind, them boys was gone with the breeze
one turned his focus to his girl, started to tumble with weed
it’s only spiraling and falling by the end of my verses
i got my wings, he got his clipped, i had to flip him the birdies
another got self consumеd, or maybe he’s self confusеd
he was overzealous, tried to sell his dope and smoke it too
when i finally found his blue before i found out he was blue
too late for us, it’s too late to fuss
and i ain’t even got the world, how i’m supposed to give it to?
“split all the bread” i always do
“check on your friends”, i always do
i treat my circle, final supper, even judas got some food
can’t even trust a soul, cause even judas kissed ’em too, ah
weekdays, turn to weekends, and the week ends with us up in the air
i’m thinking, we could pretend, that we just fine
we got time
[chorus]
but then we gotta downsize
we was outside, hopin’ we could all slide, but we had to downsize
we got too much of us, there’s too much, i just, we gotta downsize
there’s mini me, and many you, it’s miniscule to see it through, we gotta downsize
i guess we gotta downsize
[verse 2]
uh, i broke my neck for homies who didn’t deserve it
i made the lane, they swerved it
they prolly crash on purpose
they prolly ain’t insured it
you look surprised by all your peers and wonder why they earned it
they fell in love with workin’, you fell in love with earnest
you hand it out, i’m on my petty~petty pinch and what i’ve been, outta pocket
you could barely pay attention
labels on the line and you put labels on our friendship
it was judas at the table, i can tell by his intentions
shrink ray equipped, get hit, that mean dip out
full speed, the whip, it fit, about, get out
you talk too much, your tongue done done its dance, and we got gold medal medallions, give out second chances on my–
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